God, what an awful Monday.
Actually, I’ve got more reason to complain today than I usually do, mostly because I honestly feel like I got hit by a truck.
I’m not quite sure what the hell happened. We completed a massive project on Friday – after I had to scramble to revise a huge amount of material on Thursday, might I add, simply to meet the deadlines involved – and I basically crashed on Saturday before hitting the gym. Yesterday, I woke up feeling OK, but as the day progressed I felt a bad headache coming on, along with real body aches and muscular weakness.
Not to be deterred, I went into the gym to do my usual Lifting Heavy Shit routine, and still managed to squat 140Kg and deadlift 200Kg, so I’m not completely out of it. But boy did I feel wretched yesterday.
After taking a couple of Neurofen and having a restless, not very relaxing night of sleep, I actually feel pretty decent (more or less), which is unusual – normally, when I feel sick, I get really bad on Days 2 and 3. But, who knows – maybe all of the Vitamin C and D and Magnesium that I’ve been taking, to prevent the Coof, is helping here.
Nonetheless, the show must go on, no matter how awful the performer feels – and seeing as it’s Monday, and everyone is cranky and depressed, let’s get straight to the funny shit.
This week’s theme is all about one Mel Brooks, at the suggestion of our good friend, The Male Brain. Now, Mel Brooks isn’t everyone’s cup of tea – I like one or two of his movies, but I’ve never been a really huge fan, though I do find Robin Hood: Men in Tights to be absolutely hysterical. (This says rather more about my appallingly low tastes in movies than it does about anything else, I admit.)
Nonetheless, today is the man’s 95th birthday, which is pretty astonishing, and that deserves some kind of celebration:
Brooks was born Melvin James Kaminsky on June 28, 1926, in Brooklyn, New York, to James and Kate Kaminsky. His father’s family were Jews from Danzig, Germany (present-day Gdaลsk, Poland); his mother’s family were Jews from Kiev.
Brooks was a small, sickly boy who often was bullied and picked on by his classmates. He learned how to play the drums and started earning money at it when he was 14. After attending Abraham Lincoln High School for a year, Brooks graduated from Eastern District High School and then spent a year at Brooklyn College as a psychology major before being drafted into the army. He served in the United States Army as a corporal in the 1104 Engineer Combat Battalion, 78th Infantry Division, defusing land mines during World War II.
After the war, Brooks started working in various Borscht Belt resorts and nightclubs in the Catskill Mountains as a drummer and pianist. Around this time, he changed his professional name to “Mel Brooks” (from his mother’s maiden name Brookman) after being confused with the well-known Borscht Belt trumpet player Max Kaminsky. After a regular comic at one of the nightclubs was too sick to perform one night, Brooks started working as a stand-up comic, telling jokes and doing movie-star impressions. He also began acting in summer stock in Red Bank, New Jersey, and did some radio work. He eventually worked his way up to the comically aggressive job of Tummler (master entertainer) at Grossinger’s, one of the Borscht Belt’s most famous resorts.
In 1949 his friend Sid Caesar hired Brooks to write jokes for the NBC series The Admiral Broadway Revue, paying him $50 a week. In 1950 Caesar created the revolutionary variety comedy series Your Show of Shows and hired Brooks as a writer along with Carl Reiner, Neil Simon, Danny Simon, and head writer Mel Tolkin. The show was an immediate hit and has been influential to all variety and sketch-comedy TV shows since. Reiner, as creator of The Dick Van Dyke Show, based Morey Amsterdam’s character Buddy Sorell on Brooks. Likewise, the 1982 film My Favorite Year is loosely based on Brooks’s experiences as a writer on the show and an encounter with ageing Hollywood actor Errol Flynn. Neil Simon’s 1993 play Laughter on the 23rd Floor is also loosely based on the production of the show, and the character Ira Stone is based on Brooks.
Brooks and co-writer Reiner had become fast friends and began to casually improvise comedy routines when they were not working. Reiner would play the straight man interviewer who would set Brooks up as anything from a Tibetan monk to an astronaut. On one of these occasions, Reiner’s suggestion was a 2000-year-old man who had witnessed the crucifixion of Jesus Christ (who “came in the store but never bought anything”), had been married several hundred times, and had “over forty-two thousand children, and not one comes to visit me.” At first Brooks and Reiner would only perform the routine for friends, but by the late 1950s, it had gained a cult status in New York City. Kenneth Tynan saw the comedy duo perform at a party in 1959 and wrote that Brooks “was the most original comic improviser I had ever seen.”
For several years he was writing comedy for TV and movies, and at the time he had been toying with a bizarre and unconventional idea about a musical comedy of Adolf Hitler. Eventually, he was able to find two producers to fund the show, Joseph E. Levine and Sidney Glazier, and made his first feature film, The Producers, in 1968. Brooks received an Oscar for Best Original Screenplay for the film, beating such writers as Stanley Kubrick and John Cassavetes. The Producers became a smash underground hit, first on the nationwide college circuit, then in revivals and on home video. Brooks later turned it into a musical, which became hugely successful on Broadway, receiving an unprecedented twelve Tony awards.
In 1972, Brooks met agent David Begelman, who helped him set up a deal with Warner Brothers to hire Brooks (as well as Richard Pryor, Andrew Bergman, Norman Steinberg, and Al Uger) as a script doctor for an unproduced script called Tex-X. Eventually, Brooks was hired as director for what would become Blazing Saddles, his third film. He also scored the music (with John Morris). Upon its release, Blazing Saddles was the second-highest US grossing film of 1974, earning $119.5 million worldwide [Movie budget was a measly 2.6M$ – TMB]. Despite mixed reviews, the film was a success with younger audiences. It was nominated for three Academy Awards: Best Actress in a Supporting Role for Madeline Kahn, Best Film Editing, and Best Music, Original Song. The film won the Writers Guild of America Award for “Best Comedy Written Directly for the Screen” and in 2006 it was deemed “culturally, historically or aesthetically significant” by the Library of Congress and was selected for preservation in the National Film Registry.
After the filming of Blazing Saddles was completed, Wilder and Brooks began writing the script for Young Frankenstein and shot the film in the spring of 1974. Young Frankenstein was the third-highest grossing film domestically of 1974, just behind Blazing Saddles. It earned $86 million worldwide and received two Academy Award nominations: Academy Award for Writing Adapted Screenplay and Academy Award for Best Sound.
In 1976 Brooks followed up his two hit films with an audacious idea: the first feature-length silent comedy in four decades. Silent Movie was written by Brooks and Ron Clark, starring Brooks in his first leading role and in cameo roles playing themselves: Paul Newman, Burt Reynolds, James Caan, Liza Minnelli, Anne Bancroft, and ironically, Marcel Marceau, who uttered the film’s only word of audible dialogue: “Non!”. Although not as successful as his previous two films, Silent Movie was a hit and grossed $36 million. Later that year, Brooks was named number 5 on a list of the Top Ten Box Office Stars.
Brooks produced the dramatic film The Elephant Man in 1980 (directed by David Lynch). Knowing that anyone seeing a poster reading “Mel Brooks presents The Elephant Man” would expect a comedy, he set up the company Brooksfilms. Brooksfilms has since produced a number of noncomedy films, including David Cronenberg’s The Fly, Frances, and 84 Charing Cross Road, starring Anthony Hopkins and Anne Bancroft, along with comedies, including Richard Benjamin’s My Favorite Year, which was partially based on Mel Brooks’s real life.
In 1981 Brooks joked that the only genres that he had not spoofed were historical epics and Biblical spectacles. History of the World Part I was a tongue-in-cheek look at human culture from the Dawn of Man to the French Revolution. The film was written, produced, and directed by Brooks with narration by Orson Welles. As part of the film’s soundtrack, Brooks, then aged 55, recorded a rap entitled “It’s Good to Be the King”, a parody of Louis XVI and the French Revolution cowritten by Pete Wingfield. It was released as a single and became a surprise dance hit in the United States.
In 1983 Brooks produced and starred in (but did not write or direct) a remake of the classic 1942 Ernst Lubitsch film. To Be or Not to Be was directed by Alan Johnson and starred Brooks, Anne Bancroft (his wife).
The second movie Brooks directed in the ’80s came in 1987 in the form of Spaceballs, a parody of science fiction, mainly STAR WARS. The film starred Bill Pullman, John Candy, Rick Moranis, Daphne Zuniga, Dick Van Patten, Joan Rivers, Dom DeLuise, and Brooks. [That movie is my favorite one – TMB]
Robin Hood: Men in Tights was Brooks’s second time exploring the life of Robin Hood, the first, as mentioned above, having been with his 1975 TV show, When Things Were Rotten. Life Stinks was a financial and critical failure, but is notable as being the only film that Brooks directed that is neither a parody nor a film about other films or theater. (The Twelve Chairs was actually a parody of the original novel.) In the 2000s, Brooks worked on an animated series sequel to Spaceballs called Spaceballs: The Animated Series, which premiered on September 21, 2008.
Brooks is one of the few people who have received an Oscar, an Emmy, a Tony, and a Grammy. He was awarded his first Grammy for Best Spoken Comedy Album in 1999 for his recording of The 2000 Year Old Man in the Year 2000 with Carl Reiner. His two other Grammys came in 2002 for Best Musical Show Album for the soundtrack of The Producers and for Best Long Form Music Video for the DVD “Recording the Producers – A Musical Romp with Mel Brooks”. He won his first of four Emmy awards in 1967 for Outstanding Writing Achievement in Variety for a Sid Caesar special and went on to win three consecutive Emmys in 1997, 1998, and 1999 for Outstanding Guest Actor in a Comedy Series for his role of Uncle Phil on Mad About You. Brooks won his Academy Award for Original Screenplay (Oscar) in 1968 for The Producers. He won his three Tony awards in 2001 for his work on the musical, The Producers for Best Musical, Best Original Musical Score, and Best Book of a Musical. Additionally, he won a Hugo Award and a Nebula Award for Young Frankenstein. In a 2005 poll to find The Comedian’s Comedian, he was voted #50 of the top 50 comedy acts ever by fellow comedians and comedy insiders. Three of Brooks’s films are on the American Film Institute’s list of funniest American films: Blazing Saddles (#6), The Producers (#11), and Young Frankenstein (#13).
Brooks was married to Florence Baum from 1951 to 1961, their marriage ending in divorce. They had three children: Stephanie, Nicky, and Edddie. Brooks married stage, film and television actress Anne Bancroft in 1964, and they remained together until her death in 2005.
Oh, there is also a highly underrated gem of a film called Screw Loose, starring Italian actor Ezio Greggio, which you have to watch. I found it side-splitting when I watched it as a kid (yes, that’s how old I am). Worth watching, if only for all of the ridiculous screwball gags.
As for Mel Brooks himself – well, he certainly has had an interesting life. As Dawn Pine notes – let’s take a look at Anne Bancroft in her prime:
Yeah – the hot older lady from The Graduate. That’s her. Like TMB says:
Yes a dude like that got her. Oh, did I mention she was 1.5 inches taller than him?
Regarding religion, Brooks has said, “I’m rather secular. I’m basically Jewish. But I think I’m Jewish not because of the Jewish religion at all. I think it’s the relationship with the people and the pride I have. The tribe surviving so many misfortunes, and being so brave and contributing so much knowledge to the world and showing courage.”
Lesson for us all โ even if you are nor religious, you should have it as part of your life and legacy. This guy used Jewish jokes all around.
Here are some classic Mel Brooks videos:
And here are some of my own favourite Mel Brooks-associatedhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWTevgToovs moments:
His Most Illustrious, Noble, August, Benevolent, and Legendary Celestial Majesty, the God-Emperor of Mankind, Donaldus Triumphus Magnus Astra, the First of His Name, the Lion of Midnight, may the Lord bless him and preserve him, held a rally recently in which he asked a very simple question:
YES!!! EVERY SINGLE DAMN DAY!
The God-Emperor was and remains a hugely flawed man. He didn’t accomplish anything like what he should have in his first term. And yet, he was – IS – the greatest President since at least Ronald Reagan, if not since Andrew Jackson. He fought a war against the Deep State almost entirely alone – and they beat him in the end, through fraud and trickery.
But he’s not done. His movement is not done. The MAGA movement will not back down and will no longer tolerate subversion by the Republicucks – they have made this EXTREMELY clear.
While we’re on the subject of the God-Emperor – he really doesn’t get the credit he deserves for bringing the troops home:
His most critical mistake, perhaps, was in not firing every last Pentaloon in the Five-Sided Wind Tunnel and starting over again, though:
#BasedTucker is based:
Mark Dice takes hope and inspiration from some of the latest outings of Generation Zyklon:
Opinions among Ye Olde Phartes (like me) are significantly divided about Generation Zyklon. Some of us think that they weill turn out to be a bunch of tech-addicted wusses. Others think that they will turn out to be the most militantly anti-woke, anti-stupidity, anti-Boomer generation ever seen. I lean more toward the latter opinion myself. It is very clear that urban Gen-Z is mostly lost – but it is equally clear that suburban and rural Gen-Z has absolutely no patience for the lies for which my own generation fell, and wants nothing to do with Boomers and their narcissism, lies, and stupidity.
Dave from Blue Collar Logic notes that even if the God-Emperor doesn’t return as President, we have a much-younger version of Trump who espouses almost entirely the same ideas, but without the polarising personality, in Ron DeSantis:
We shall see. Metropolitan Floridians, as a general rule, don’t strike me as good candidates for POTUS – Marco Rubio, anyone? Charlie Crist? Those guys say one thing about immigrants and do something entirely different. And Floriduh is… well, y’know.
And Jason was less than impressed with the Fake President’s latest speech:
Bill Whittle has rather too much faith in the system for my comfort, especially when it comes to the stolen election of 2020:
Look, Bill, if you seriously think that the State and Federal governments are going to audit something as scandalously corrupt as that Fake Election, you’re DREAMING. That’s a RETARDED argument. Too many powerful people have far too much to lose to allow that truth to come out.
The Male Brain. We start with a bunch of Ryan Reynolds videos that showcase the unreasonably, and very unfairly, lucky Canuck’s very funny side:
Film Theory asks whether Cruella de Vil was really so terribly wrong in wanting to turn dalmatians into a fur coat:
Here is an intriguing one from Luwian Studies concerning a fascinating archaelogical discovery in Turkey:
Following on from last week’s video about Zoom usage in STAR WARS, Larry the Stormtrooper asks what would happen if Instagram were a thing in the same universe:
The Babylon Bee continues to smash home runs right outta da park:
Paul Ramsey explains what this whole “critical race theory” thing is:
PJW has been a busy beaver this past week – he’s released TWO videos, for the first time in I can’t even remember how long. The first deconstructs this ridiculous new Karen movie:
Watch that belly-flop harder than a 300lb man diving into a kiddie pool.
And the second is about the latest bleeding-heart liberaltard, whose heart literally bled out after she got diversity-stabbed by the very people that she tried to claim are loving and wonderful:
This is what happens when fathers (and mothers) raise their daughters to believe that everyone can hold hands and sign kumbaya all day long, and that WAMMENZES CAN DO ANYTHING!!!. The reality of the world is much more harsh and terrible, and women are much weaker and far more vulnerable than men.
The sooner that Western women learn to stay away from Dirt World immigrants and stop burning the coal, the better off they will be.
The lovely and charming Dr. Sam Bailey takes the gloves off yet again to tackle some of the more persistent, and pernicious, myths about vaccines:
You have to go to Odysee to watch the whole thing, and Odysee links do not embed well into WP, so go here to watch the whole thing. Good luck with watching it, though – every single time this grey-eyed beauty starts talking, I find myself totally distracted by her vivacious looks. What a woman!!!
Lord Razor of the Fist Clan has a throwback to his post-election podcast:
The Dizzle shreds through the “scientific miracles of the Koran” argument with all of the playful viciousness of a cat tearing through a roll of toilet paper – which, at this point, is more or less what the Koran has turned into:
You might find what I wrote above extraordinarily insulting. My response to you is that the Koran is a man-made construct, not the divine word of any god whatsoever. Which is also what toilet paper happens to be too, by the way.
Dr. Jay Smith from PfanderFilms had a very productive week taking on the historicity of Muhammad – in this particular clip, he talks about the fact that about 20% of the Koran makes absolutely no damn sense, unless you read it in Syriac:
Al-Fadi from CIRA International brought on his good friend Dr. Jay Smith to discuss the rather jaw-dropping interview between the Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia and an eminent Saudi journalist, in which Mohammed bin Salman (MBS) essentially threw out a huge amount of existing Islamic canon:
I would like to think that the Saudis can make that vision of MBS happen, but I rather doubt it. In order for that to happen, the Saudis have to completely change their society away from the unscientific, idiotic, backward, intolerant, downright ridiculous regime forced upon them by Islam.
That ain’t gonna happen unless they all convert en masse to Christianity.
Dr. Frank Turek from Cross Examined takes on Pride Month – yesterday was “Pride Day”, actually – by noting the inherent contradictions within the LGBTQWTFISTHISSHIT nonsense:
John from Whaddo You Meme?!! dismantles the “arguments” of atheist son of an eminent Evangelical pastor:
Look, speaking as a former atheist myself – mea culpa, Deus, mea exegi culpa – I have a serious warning for any atheists out there:
Y’all really need to up your game.
Most of your arguments are GARBAGE. You just don’t have the good sense to know it. Your insistence that Man can craft moral rules derived from Nature, without the need for a Creator that sits outside of Nature itself, is embarrassingly stupid and falls apart when you subject animals to the same kinds of tests that we humans endure. Animals react radically differently to humans in most of those cases – because we are functional imagers of God (to use Dr. Michael Heiser’s term), while they merely have souls.
Furthermore, your reliance on blind materialism requires vastly more faith than that which my kind and I exhibit in Our Lord. I can show that with mathematics quite easily, simply by painting a target, using nothing but numbers, for you to hit, in order to prove that your framework of macroevolution actually works. The problem is that you CANNOT hit it, and never could.
Moreover, most of your “arguments” against Christianity and (ancient) Judaism are wildly inaccurate because you display hopeless ignorance of what the Scriptures actually say – not merely in English, but also in the original Hebrew and Greek. It is only when you start looking at the subtleties of the Old Testament in ancient Hebrew, that you begin to understand just how profound the revelations of Genesis and other books truly are.
So, please, up your game already. Your greatest polemicists are actually really bad at their jobs, and tend to be appalling liars to boot. Please stop wasting our time with bad arguments and worse logic. Confront us with real arguments based on real issues within Scripture – WHICH YOU WILL FIND IF YOU LOOK HARD ENOUGH – so that we, in turn, have to deepen our understanding and our faith.
That is how we grow and improve. The extraordinary success of Christian apologists comes from the fact that our faith has been tested, severely, for two thousand years. Our faith stems from one man (who is God) and one book. Both have withstood EVERY SINGLE TEST thrown at them. Let’s see if you can do better.
But if you can’t – just admit that you haven’t got a clue, stop embarrassing yourselves, and quit wasting our time.
And, if you slept through Sunday school, here’s Dr. Michael S. Heiser to explain how the Bible really works:
China Uncensored looks at how the CCP is attempting to cover up their role in releasing the Commiepox upon the world:
America Uncovered does the job that the whorenalists and presstitutes will NOT do, in uncovering Hunter Biden’s latest shady doings:
Jared Taylor from American Renaissance explains how he will commemorate this era of absolute madness, once it all passes:
Terrence Popp is amused, in a sadistic sort of way, by the idea that prostitutes want sympathy from men:
I maintain that prostitutes and porn stars are far more virtuous, in their own way, than most young women today. At least prostitutes are HONEST about the fact that they sell their bodies. Sugar babies, women on OnlyFans, and e-thots are anything but honest. And I maintain that all such women are seriously damaged.
Midnight’s Edge sits down with Kamran Pasha to dissect the recent article in The Atlantic, which indicates that the Lucasfilm Civil War is ending, and Queen Karen Kennedy has lost:
Overlord Dicktor Van Doomcock takes much the same tack in his rundown of the issue:
Gary from Nerdrotic just wants Star Toilet Paper to end:
The Drinker does not have a good feeling about Amazon’s LoTR TV series:
Your “Science is F***ING WEIRD” moment of the week is from Dawn Pine, and the tl;dr version is that the Earth’s core has a “heartbeat” of sorts, that ties to Solar cycles as well:
We performed spectral analyses on the ages of 89 well-dated major geological events of the last 260 Myr from the recent geologic literature. These events include times of marine and non-marine extinctions, major ocean-anoxic events, continental flood-basalt eruptions, sea-level fluctuations, global pulses of intraplate magmatism, and times of changes in seafloor-spreading rates and plate reorganizations. The aggregate of all 89 events shows ten clusters in the last 260 Myr, spaced at an average interval of ~ 26.9 Myr, and Fourier analysis of the data yields a spectral peak at 27.5 Myr at the โฅ 96% confidence level. A shorter period of ~ 8.9 Myr may also be significant in modulating the timing of geologic events. Our results suggest that global geologic events are generally correlated, and seem to come in pulses with an underlying ~ 27.5-Myr cycle. These cyclic pulses of tectonics and climate change may be the result of geophysical processes related to the dynamics of plate tectonics and mantle plumes, or might alternatively be paced by astronomical cycles associated with the Earthโs motions in the Solar System and the Galaxy.
Your long read of the week is also from The Male Brain, and is an interesting column from professional curmudgeon Fred Reed over at The Unz Review about the highly underrated value of brainpower:
Some facts, unwoke but demonstrable: Both intelligence and behavior are largely determined by genetics. Any dog breeder will tell you that Border Collies are smarter than beagles. They learn faster and learn things of greater complexity. He will further tell you that dogs can be bred for higher intelligence by mating unusually smart dogs with other unusually smart dogs. And he will tell you that traits such as protectiveness and aggressiveness are in the breeds and that these traits can be changed up or down by selective breeding. This mutability appears all through the mammals. Any determined teenager can breed mice to be better or worse at running mazes. Ly elevated offspring.
Now, subspecies. Collies and pit bulls are subspecies of dog, in simple terms meaning that they are both dogs but, a bit more biologically, that they can breed with each other. Similarly, Africans, Chinese, and Norwegians are members of subspecies of Homo sapiens, for exactly the same reasons.
The woke are usually ardent of Darwinian evolution, probably because it is a doctrine useful against evangelical Christianity, though typically they know next to nothing about either Darwin or Christianity. We will here grant them this. A foundational idea of orthodox Darwinity is that if a species is divided into separated populations so that they cannot interbreed (if, for example, an isthmus joining two continents sinks beneath the waves), they will over time evolve into distinct subspecies with distinct characteristics. The woke happily accept this principle when useful against Creationism. If it is pointed out that it works identically with separated populations of people, such as Africans, the Chinese, and Norwegians among others, a silence falls.
This is what is called an โoops! moment.โ The woke sense where things are going.
Their usual response is to insist that race doesnโt exist (in which case racism presumably doesnโt either, but we will not complicate things), that it is a โsocial constructโ with no scientific meaning. Most of the woke are graduates in the liberal arts with almost no familiarity with the sciences or mathematics which makes scientifically silly beliefs palatable.
Linkage is good for you:
- It doesn’t seem to matter which one of the not-vaccines you take, they’re ALL dangerous to some degree, to the point of developing Guillain-Barre Syndrome – except the Russian version, which evidently DOES work without serious side effects;
- Hunter Biden’s exploits and shenanigans rival those of John F. Kennedy when it comes to hookers and blow – and I’m not making that up, evidently Hunter likes Russian girls even more than I do;
- Here’s a tip for this sad-sack who wrote into Dear Deirdre – dude, if your girl is bonking rich dudes for cash, she’s a whore, and if you’re still dating her, YOU’RE A F***ING RETARD;
- Related – PommieBastardLande’s first legally sanctioned red-light district shuts down because of the Scamdemic, thereby proving that even the world’s oldest profession has its breaking point;
- Speaking of sex workers – one of the contestants on the latest edition of LimeyLand’s Love Island evidently has a VERY high sex drive, and doesn’t mind telling people, which is useful because it tells you exactly what kind of woman she is;
- So it looks like somebody took the law into his own hands with respect to a convicted paedophile and killed the guy and burned down his home – I’ll wait a moment to let the cheering and clapping subside;
- Khabib “The Eagle of Dagestan” is an absolute savage of a fighter, but he is also a highly honourable man, which is why I admire him so much;
- KK Downing, former lead guitarist for JUDAS PRIEST, explains that the reason why IRON MAIDEN succeeded and is bigger now than Priest ever was, is because they stuck to their guns and did their own thing – useful life lesson there;
- The Limeys have very stupidly decided to take on the Russkies in their own territorial waters, with their new aircraft carrier, which loads up flying pianos and sends them up against a competent and capable opponent – this won’t end well;
- Speaking of the Joint Strike Flying Piano, even though the USAF understand what a stupid turkey that thing is, they haven’t learned ONE SINGLE DAMNED THING from its spectacular failure in designing the next next-gen fighter;
- If you’ve ever wondered what goes on behind the doors of a 5-star hotel, wonder no longer, because some of their staff tell you all the things you wanted to know but were afraid to ask;
- Microsoft reveals Windows 11 as a direct rip-off of far more capable, stable, and well-designed operating systems, but, interestingly, it looks like they are moving ever-closer to a Linux-based OS in the end;
- This article about how parents prime their daughters to be, essentially, whores, has been making the rounds of the Hard Right, and it’s quite a doozy;
And some more from Dawn Pine:
- A stewardess – oh, wait, that’s not the PC term, is it, I suppose it’s “flight attendant” these days – has some important ethical and travel tips for those of us lucky enough to be going on holiday;
- This one is kind of an old story, I remember it floating around a year ago, but if you’re going to yell about having COVID on a crowded subway, you kind of deserve to get your ass whooped – like yelling “FIRE” in a theatre, eh?;
- Finland is apparently the happiest country on Earth – and evidently wants to ruin that reputation by bringing in hordes of DIrt Worlders to “share in the goodness” of being Finnish;
- The God-Emperor seriously trolled the shit out of his critics on Father’s Day, which isn’t surprising given that he is actually a great dad, by all accounts, while his critics aren’t manly or grown-up enough to have kids;
- Now here’s your “NO SHIT, SHERLOCK” headline of the week – being in an unhappy marriage or relationship really jacks up the likelihood of an early death for us blokes;
- This is about as messed-up a headline as you’re going to find all day, about a guy whose granddad bonked his girlfriend – seriously, Gramps, keep it in your frakkin’ pants!!!;
- China Uncensored love to skewer the more disgusting and crazy aspects of Chinese culture – well, how about meat markets where they subject dogs to blowtorches before selling the meat? Also, DON’T VISIT CHINA;
- If we MUST celebrate Juneteenth, how about we use it to celebrate World Sauntering Day, instead of some grievance-mongering excuse for ungrateful Blacks and SWPLs to bitch about how horrible White people are?;
- Any Fule Kno that the rich got richer, by a considerable distance, during the Scamdemic – but the actual numbers involved are absolutely eye-watering;
- This story, right here, illustrates exactly why OpSec is so damn important in the military – and why you NEED internal air-gapped servers for military comms, to avoid things leaking out to the rest of the world;
- Cryptocurrency companies need to learn how to manage data security just like everyone else – more so, actually, because if they screw up, they might end up having to pay for their own mistakes, which is a nice change;
- Dawn Pine loves that line from Spaceballs about how “evil will always triumph because good is dumb”, and that is certainly true when it comes to mask mandates, as his fellow Israelis are hell-bent on proving to the world;
- So the GOP somehow managed to find at least one spine and one set of balls between the lot of them – must have been a tough search – and blocked Lyin’ Chuck Schumer’s attempts to destroy what little is left of the American republic;
The Neo-Tsar throws down the gauntlet to Western powers and notes that Russia will NEVER back down in the face of Western aggression – good on him for saying it:
He also absolutely manhandles a Limey whorenalist working for NBC who keeps interrupting him when he doesn’t answer the way that the presstitute wants him to:
History lessons of the week:
Your Great Man of the Week is Henry VIII of England, possibly the most iconic (though certainly also one of the most controversial) monarchs ever:
The Act Man is very much looking forward to the new, revamped, powerful-looking HALO Infinite:
And let’s have a bit more of Mint Blitz borking the crap out of the HALO physics engine:
Wazzocks gonna wazzock:
Kitchen Nightmares with the Angry Scot:
Flavourlab explains the process of making chocolate in some detail – it’s actually very interesting, and somewhat gross:
Comedy hour:
Pics, guns, girls, starting with some Mel Brooks memes from Dawn Pine, aong with his captions:
Onward:
Say it with me, boys:
Being White is All Right.
That’s precisely why we want to home-school our kids.
This is exactly why I think that Communists should be shot on sight, as a form of preemptive national defence:
Headlines of the week indicate that Washington state is quite literally doped out of its mind:
Your “Responsible Management is for Salad-Munchers” moment of the week:
Your “Your Food is What My Food Eats” moment of the week:
I am not even going to try to caption this next one:
Man, sometimes God just hands you one…
Your “Tip: $0” moment of the week:
Your “Oh, BALLS!” moment of the week:
Your “UNLEASH THE BEEF!” moment of the week:
And now for some (((media)))))))) InConsistency:
That is the only possible acceptable answer.
It’s all a matter of perspective, I suppose.
TELL ME YOU WOULDN’T WATCH THAT SHOW!!!!!
Boobs and bullpups – interesting combination, it must be said.
Your Dog of the Week is the adorably floofy flat-coated retriever:
Your aminules are adorkable moment of the week:
And also your animals are absolute DICKS moment of the week, to balance things out:
Now, pray silence, brothers, for a rare glimpse of Gymbeasticus liftheavyshitus in his natural environment:
Buakaw Beatdown of the Week:
Related – Gabriel Varga takes on lethwei fighter David Leduc’s call-outs of the Buakawminator:
I agree with his conclusions. David Leduc is a badass, sure. But Buakaw’s technicality, strength, power, and sheer brutality of style would like be more than enough to take on and destroy someone like Leduc, whose striking is much less precise, technical, and careful than Buakaw’s.
Jesus loves knockouts:
Shufflin’ keeps things groovin’:
#IronBrotherhood
I’m a man of simple tastes. I see new POWERWOLF. I listen. I go berserk because AWESOMESAUCE.
See? Simple.
Right, here we are at last – your starting Instathot of the week. We’re back to the Russkies today – well, technically, the Ukies. This Monday’s starlet is Hera Zimmerman (ะะตัะฐ ะฆะธะผะผะตัะผะฐะฝ), age 22, originally from Bila Tserkva in the Kiev region of Ukraine. Her name is a bit odd, until you remember that Kiev and its surroundings are pretty much smack dab in the middle of the country, and therefore the ethnic mix of that area is considerably more varied than you would find in the eastern, much more Russian, part. The Ukrainians also have some decided oddities in their language – for instance, they use the Cyrillic letter “ะ” for their “H” sound, which to anyone trained in Russian is just plain weird. I always have to do double-takes whenever I see the Ukrainians write the name of their currency as ะัะธะฒะฝั, but pronounce it as “hryvna”.
Like I said… it’s weird. And that’s before you get to the oddities of the bewitchingly beautiful, yet tragically corrupt and mismanaged, nature of Ukraine itself.
As for the woman in question, she is best known for her part in a popular Eastern European reality TV show called The House 2, which is basically Big Brother with more lip fillers and plastics and WAY hotter women. That alone should tell you plenty about what to expect, I suppose. Apparently there was some back-and-forth realitard-style drama between her and some other orbiters/interests, which I honestly can’t be arsed to get into, so read about it for yourself and see what you think.
Also, she REALLY takes herself far too seriously, judging by the sheer amount of verbiage that she puts into her posts. And, if you look at her without the warpaint… yeah, not really worth the trouble. Still and all, she cleans up pretty well with spackle and filters.
Anyway, happy Monday – for certain daffynitions of the word, “happy”, I suppose. Now get back to work, ya lazy gits, the Fake President needs someone to blame for the epic cock-ups of his handlers, and you lot are undoubtedly perfectly good fall-guys.
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My reaction to the fish that eat pigeons… kill those fuckers. They always leave a carpet bomb of liquid shit on the most inappropriate places.
Yeah I know what you mean. Pigeons are just flying rats – they are disease and shit factories with wings.
That said… those catfish are just plain NIGHTMARE FUEL.